Lt. Haukea-Willow: Just to find my heart is beating

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Aly Drolet

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Jan 27, 2025, 12:40:13 AM1/27/25
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OOC: Mentions of hemophobia, the fear of blood, within this sim. Please read with care. Went back to my roots and inserted a song for this short sim. My next sim will be the mission. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4CkwtG9Sj3k 


((Trutone Bar - Commercial District - Starbase 118))


I'm bleeding out

So if the last thing that I do

Is bring you down

I'll bleed out for you


So I bare my skin

And I count my sins

And I close my eyes

And I take it in

I'm bleeding out

I'm bleeding out for you, for you


Haukea tensed, again, when Gogigobo Fairhug took to the stage for his first of many award ceremonies. The tension remained in her abdominal muscles, heightening her memories of her entrapment on the holodeck. Knowing the routine for such award ceremonies, it was reasonable that the memories would come flooding back, what with Fairhug recounting the atrocities, the bravery, the intention behind each ribbon given. That was the natural course of award ceremonies. Haukea did not place any fault onto Gogigobo Fairhug. 


Besides, with the way her abdominal muscles surrounding the stomach clenched, threatening to spill the acid contained within, as they had done before, it was no wonder that she hardly heard the specificity of the ribbons given to Wethern and Ross. 


Wethern and Ross had received highly deserved awards before her, yet it was Fairhug’s mention of Wethern’s oozing, festering wound, now obviously healed, that blurred her mind the color red, then the yellow of stomach acid, before fading back to red.  


It was clear from the ten seconds of research she had done previously that hemophobia was likely the nature of her suffering. Yet beyond that, she hardly wanted to acknowledge, consider, or think about the meaning behind having such a phobia. 


Eventually Haukea stood, having heard her name mentioned by Fairhug. 


Fairhug: Lieutenant Haukea-Willow, as soon as it became clear that the threat to yourself and your fellow officers was very real, your training and experience as a Crisis Response Officer and our recently appointed Chief of Security immediately kicked in. You adapted to the situation and kept everyone safe until such time as you were all able to be extracted. For those efforts, you are awarded the Excellence in Adaptability Ribbon.


When the day has come

That I've lost my way around

And the seasons stop

And hide beneath the ground

When the sky turns gray

And everything is screaming

I will reach inside

Just to find my heart is beating


Oftentimes, despite personal fears, and the inability to look beyond the space around her feet, Haukea had a natural instinct for assisting others in times of crisis, natural disaster, or select medical emergencies. In this case, once she had given in, vomiting acid, had been far more capable at assisting individuals such as Kreshckova in their entrapment. However, as the tension set about fading, Haukea found herself curious regarding the Excellence in Adaptability Ribbon, an award that she had not often heard of. 


Willow: Thank you Sir. This past mission tested me to my professional and personal limits. I learned something new about myself and did what came naturally to me. 


Fairhug: Excellent work, Lieutenant. It’s good to know that the base is in safe hands with you as our Security Chief.


When the hour is nigh

And hopelessness is sinking in

And the wolves all cry

To fill the night with hollering

When your eyes are red

And emptiness is all you know

With the darkness fed

I will be your scarecrow


Haukea would certainly protect each and every member of the crew stood within the Trutone bar and beyond, even if it came down to the cost of her own life. She considered them family. Family that one personally selected was more precious it seemed than that formed by blood relation alone. 


Willow: "Family may be sacred, but community has a holy dimension of its own. Blood is never the only thing that binds us. It is often the ties we choose that have the most power.". That is why I strive so hard in my role. Each of you are my family. 


Any: Response


You tell me to hold on

Oh, you tell me to hold on

But innocence is gone

And what was right is wrong


Lt. Haukea-Willow

Chief of Security - Crisis Response

Starbase 118 Ops

M239512BG0


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